Back In The Field
November 17, 2009
Back in the field behind my home
I find that I am all alone
Talking to myself to keep silent
Trying hard not to be violent
As the wind blew, I was moved
My thoughts on beauty were proved
As all the pale things fell to the Earth
I felt not a single feeling of worth
A moment of clarity, a rebirth
A peace of mind I found in that field
Standing there, with my lips sealed
Watching the grass dance
I was in a trance
I could not be sad or down
I even tried to muster a frown
But it did not work, I could only drown
In happiness and smiles
The trip was worthwhile
It appears my reality was on trial
But I didn’t care
I was well aware
Of the transcendental bliss
This I couldn’t miss
The breeze blew me a gentle kiss
And on this day, I reminisce